These Gorgeous Things

February 27, 2012

Unfurling

straight out of

the canvas,

These gorgeous things

attack,

taking me

hostage;

quivering, exploding

in rapid-fire beauty,

I have no defense –

densely tilting,

relentlessy sloping

downward.

I am dizzy

from the vibrations

of color,

and swoon

with sickness.

—-

You must hold

me down

Lest I

swallow

it whole.

I wrote this into my cell phone notes while visiting the Van Gogh Up Close exhibit at the Philadelphia Museum of Art.

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Godspeed

February 24, 2012

I am

a nervous

wreck

from the other

side of town;

The king

of collapse,

piled up

in pieces.

Go ahead

and stare

me down.

Burnt

February 9, 2012

Sky’s on fire

this morning

looks as if

the whole earth

might burn up

in a day.

***

That, or else

we’ll die

from too much

beauty.